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True story: My mother and I had a heated argument about who would be the preferred daughter—Miley Cyrus or Taylor Swift (disclosure: I’m 46, listen to bluegrass, should have no dog in this fight). My mother’s full-throated approval of Tay made me question my mother’s love for me. Do you think she was trying to tell me

That thing’s a fucking blight.

Counterpoint Part II: Return of the Spicy Cock: Korean Fried Chicken

I had an X Files-shaped hole in my heart, so I binged Supernatural after reading a Gawker-verse review. Seven seasons on Netflix—I binged them all over the course of the year. What started out as a light-hearted pisstake/homage to XFiles (c’mon—you’re not even TRYING to pretend you’re not in canada!) involving two

1560s, hugge “to embrace, clasp with the arms,” of unknown origin; perhaps from Old Norse hugga “to comfort,” from hugr “courage, mood,” from Proto-Germanic *hugjan, related to Old English hycgan “to think, consider,” Gothic hugs “mind, soul, thought,” and the proper name Hugh. Others have noted the similarity in some

I was trying to remember the name of that book—thanks!

About 7 years ago I was disappointed at the unavailability of Birkies in exotic reptile skins so I had a pair of sandals custom made with Birkie soles and crocodile uppers. #sorrynotsorry

From the breaking story in NYT about Trump encouraging Russia to hack the State Dept [emphases mine]:

We will. With votes.

Careful! My bones!

This is seriously my fashion mantra #sorrynotsorry

I once went to do a summer internship at the Amateur Athletic Union, which operates out of Disney World. Figuring that it was Florida in July, I brought capris and sleeveless blouses. I was told on my first day there that “visible shoulders on staff are not allowed on the Disney campus.” I had to buy a bunch of new

But Steve King just referred to non-whites as “sub-groups”, so we’re getting close to jackpot!

Too early—if we counted all the times Hillary has been called a c*** we’d have broken the bank. Bets are still on!

No, they definitely are not.

I would definitely support a kickstarter to hire a brace of Shame Septas to follow around Boris and DJT.

Check the time stamps—Ya Burnttt!

I hope you left them a can opener.

Bald Olive looks so much like our Boris! I keep telling my partner that the kittens want a puppy!